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True Life: I Almost Married My Extremely Platonic Camp Best Friend So He Could Improve His Summer Living Situation

#fortysevens rambles #Most Ridiculous Summer Ever: Part 2 #in case anyone was wondering #camp is just as ridiculous as expected #and ive literally been here six days

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It’s official. After many years of indecision, decision fatigue, and decisions being hard, I have decided....

To finally start dying my hair again.

#fortysevens rambles #ive had my natural hair color for so long it's going to be so crazy to not have that anymore #and i finally decided on a nice blue-black #which i love but havent done in years #its gonna be great #and hopefully my entire neck wont be stained when i wash it all out #whatever

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As I head off to camp in the morning, here is a semi-comprehensive list of things I’m about to lose:

My goddamn mind

My own bathroom

Good water pressure

My body’s ability to handle dust

My closets

The ability to easily do laundry (hence why I packed like 20 pairs of black leggings, and see AR*? My overpacking is a SMART thing)

My old Camelpack backpack (currently in exile on my balcony because holy shit yo something DIED in there)

My four-legged roommate who is staying with my sister (but I have a baby monitor so I can check in on her whenever I want)

My ability to watch the summer’s Formula 1 races live, because there is no way in hell I’m waking up at BFE while also running a summer camp/serving as an unwilling babysitter for an adult manchild

And did I mention my sanity? Because that’s gone as soon as I’m at altitude.

*AR will never see this post, because he is not on Tumblr.

#fortysevens rambles #get ready yall #its camp season #pray for me #i'm going to need it #i may try to chronicle this for all of you (and also for me) #or i may just end up screaming in the DMs to Emily and Brooke #I guess it's tbd #Most Ridiculous Summer Ever: Part 2

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One of my favorite parts of college baseball is that college baseball players, aged 18-22ish, either look like they are in their mid-to-late-30s, or like they’re very tall 12-year-olds.

There is no in-between.

#fortysevens rambles #happy college baseball postseason yall #and in case you were wondering #yes i am indeed avoiding doing all the laundry i need to do before i leave for camp

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Absolutely no one on the F1 preshow...

Nico Rosberg: “Did you know that *I*, 2016 World Champion Nico Rosberg, did not get along with Lewis Hamilton, who I beat in the 2016 World Championship?”

#fortysevens rambles #fortysevens watches formula 1 #vroom car go fast #every race should have commentary from Nico Rosberg #every race always #did YOU know he beat lewis in 2016? #because he never fails to remind LITERALLY EVERYONE #and its so funny

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No YOU just got super excited by a text from your supervisor asking if you wanted free filing cabinets brought up to camp this summer.

#fortysevens rambles #get ready for it #summer 2022 is going to be BATSHIT

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Bishop: I would like some of your chocolate cake.

Me: Bishop, you are a cat, chocolate cake is not good for you.

Bishop: But what if chocolate cake was good for me?

#fortysevens rambles #fortysevens is a cat mom #this happened 20 minutes ago with the cheese too #bless her little heart

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Pros of enjoying Formula 1: vroom cars go fast, pinnacle of motorsport, sometimes the drivers say funny things on radio, etc.

Cons of enjoying Formula 1: I live in the Pacific timezone (basically, Arizona is complicated) so that means waking up at between 4 and 5 in the morning to watch vroom cars go fast...

#fortysevens rambles

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When real world meets internet world.

Hi @kadadam, you troll.

#fortysevens rambles #most ridiculous summer ever: part 2 #oh look it’s my platonic camp bff who i almost fake married in attempt to improve his rooming situation #and this is how he repays me

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True Life: There Is A 100% Chance I Am Overpacking For 2 Months Away

#fortysevens rambles #but what if I NEED 20 pairs of leggings???? #and every single shirt and t-shirt i have ever owned #and 15 hoodies when I know I will only wear like...4 of them

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Me: Why am I 100000% ready for bed even though the sun is still out?

Also me: *has not slept in my own bed in over a week and a half* *has had to share said not-own bed with an 80-pound dog that would shake the bed with the force of his snores and hogged 2/3rds of the space* *had two more dogs jangling around on the floor all night* *because the bedroom is lit up like it’s noon the second the sun comes up* *because 90% of the food in the house was diet fad food and therefore gross* *because you found out yesterday that your summer bosses are going to make you the man behind Cookie Gate 2021′s glorified babysitter* *because you were up at 4:10 this morning and it took forever to fall back asleep* *because you spent a part of your morning getting repeatedly stabbed at with needles for that quote you wanted tattooed to your back.

Me: oh.....well that does explain it

#fortysevens rambles #this bitch is SO happy to be sleeping in her own bed again #as soon as the sun goes down im going to bed yall

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Number of thoughts running through Bishop’s tiny head this morning: none

#fortysevens rambles #fortysevens is a cat mom #my baby is so cute and so dumb

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WIP Wednesday Monday because @tuntematonkorppi tagged me and what’s time anyway?

So, I haven’t been writing much fic lately, but....I have been writing an original story based on those extremely inconvenient feelings I developed last summer for Mr. 90% Dad Bod and Farmers Tan. But it takes place in space, and is also a part of the Disaster Bisexuals Superhero Series Cinematic Universe, because of course it is.

This is also pretty much entirely @the-restless-brook‘s fault, because she asked if he was a spy, and my brain just went off and running from there. My brain is an asshole and it hates me so much. 

@myletternevercame is enabling me because of course she is.

All you need to know is that Ella is basically me, Daniel is basically Mr. 90% Dad Bod and Farmers Tan, and Zak is based on my friend who also works with us, has gotten me drunk enough to know about my feels, and is planning on locking us in a closet together when we get to camp this summer because he’s evil.

Because my life is a goddamn fanfic and has been for almost a fucking year at this point. 

Here’s one of the bits from early on in the story:

Out of spite, Ella waits until she’s done for the day and back in her quarters before thinking about sending a message to Daniel.

Yes, she knows that the only person she’s spiting is herself, and that she also does spend the better part of her afternoon thinking of what to say to him between reports and a slew of other requests for ships coming to the station over the next few weeks.

She’s sitting on the couch in her living room, tablet perched on her knees, and knows that, while Zak doesn’t spend every ounce of his free time thinking about her and how much she’s a disaster when it comes to the human spectrum of emotion, she knows that, wherever he is right now on the station, he’s making fun of her for being a such goddamn wuss.

Hi! Your request came through this afternoon. Looking forward to seeing you.

Every single word she typed feels absolutely idiotic, stilted and awkward like she’s never talked to Daniel before in her life, and she sends the message off without thinking about it any more than she already is, which yes, is way more than she should for a simple hey, hello.

Then, she tosses the tablet to the far side of her couch.

She knows she can just tell Daniel that she’s been a little more than half in love with him since a month after they met during his first two-month stint at the station, but also, their friendship is one of the best thing she has, even if it only exists within a 60-day span, every ten months.

Feelings are the worst.

#fortysevens rambles #what's this an original fiction wip monday? #an extremely inconvenient story #my life as a fanfic

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Dad: “Ever have one of those days where you feel like a mushroom?”

#fortysevens rambles #i mean...he's not wrong

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Since I feel like we’re all in need of a little cute right now, here’s Bishop hiding under my giant stuffed dog.

From the front:

And from the back:

#fortysevens rambles #fortysevens is a cat mom #why do I have a giant stuffed dog? #because why not? #also because I got it as a gift from my college BFF years ago #it lives on the back of my couch

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No one:....

Me and @ninzied: And you know what? Here’s *another* reason why we’re still pissed about Veronica Mars season 4.

#fortysevens rambles #it was bullshit #it is still bullshit #they did jason dohoring so dirty it's not even funny #terrible show ending is terrible #and officially removed from my acknowledgement of the fandom #it ended with the movie and that's that